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Enslaved By The Lycan King

His grin spread and he leaned closer to me, his scent overshadowing my senses. "I own you and this entire place, Scarlett. Whatever I decide to do to them is none of your business, is that clear?" "I hate you, Asher. I hate you with every cell in my body!" I seethed through my teeth, but his grin only grew wider. "We both know that you are lying..." His fingers moved to my chest, slowly making their way over my breasts, searching for my nipple. "Your whole body can't survive without me." *** Scarlett's holy union to Asher, the feared king of the Forgotten Lands, was meant to unite kingdoms but behind closed doors, her marriage becomes a prison. Asher wants an heir, a throne, and revenge against the family that once ruled over him. Scarlett is only the means to an end. Caught between a husband who breaks her body yet craves her soul, and a trusted friend whose loyalty hides a thirst for power, Scarlett learns that love in the Crystal Peaks is never gentle. It is claimed, twisted, and betrayed. As war brews, dark magic awakens, and an enemy long thought dead returns, Scarlett must decide who she truly belongs to... and how much of herself she's willing to lose to survive. Because in a world ruled by monsters, the most dangerous thing a woman can be is loved. Book 3 of The Lycan King Series.
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Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Scarlett

My heart started beating funnily as the doors opened and Asher offered me his hand. I hesitated, feeling strangely scared for no reason at all.

Asher noticed this and his eyes morphed into the shade I was used to and then he smiled. "You worry too much, my wife." He chuckled, grabbing my hand before I could even make up my mind. "We are here now, and my people are waiting..."

I carried a smile and let him take me inside, where his people welcomed us. But the pleasantries were simply hurried greetings as I soon found myself surrounded by a number of women, pampering my skin.

They scrubbed every part of me, rubbing my skin with oils and creams. Everything happened so fast that I could barely keep track of time.

The buzz came to a stop as they brought me in front of a large set of doors and bowed.

"Have a good night, Luna," they chorused before the sounds of their shuffling feet filled the corridor and they left.

I only regained myself when silence returned to the corridor and my wolf stirred within me, pushing me gently to the door.

I knew that it was Asher's room from my visits to the kingdom, but I had never gone into it for Asher always thought he would defile the promise he made to my brother if he let me come to his room.

The thought brought a smile to my face as I realize that the moment was finally here. I was going to give myself to Asher.

I took a deep breath and raised my hand to the door, but even before my fingers could brush against the door, it opened and there he stood, watching me with those eyes of his.

"I was starting to think you left..." he whispered, as he stretched his hand to me.

His eyes fixed on me became the master of me. I became a puppet stuck under his intoxicating control. My legs moved from the door, walking into the large room with my heart racing in my chest.

"Why would I leave?" I managed to let out and his eyes narrowed, the strange shade of blue returning briefly before his hands brushed against my cheeks, wiping off whatever I thought I saw.

"You are an offspring of Talon Black... its only normal that I think that way..."

His words were strange, yet his fingers on my skin made it impossible for me to think pass them. He was doing something to me. He was breaking me without forcing his way through.

I melted under his touch like chocolate, my eyes fluttering close at the sweet sensation his caresses brought to me, until I felt his breath right in front of me.

Our eyes met and I let out a small gasp at the intensity of his, my mind jumbled through words as I tried to speak but before anything could escape my lips, he crashed his over mine, taking out whatever control I thought I had.

My toes curled and my wolf danced in my head, singing out our bond, defining it and pushing me to say it out loud, but I couldn't let out anything but the moans from the flames of desire he was starting within me.

His skilled hands loosened the ropes of the robe the maids had helped put on me, he tugged it off and pushed the material away from my skin, leaving me bare before him.

He stopped kissing me and took a step back, drinking me in like fresh milk.

"Woah," he whispered, his teeth sinking briefly into his bottom lips in a motion that sent my stomach into a tight knot. 

"You are perfect." He added and I forgot how to breath.

My cheeks burned yet a cold air washed over me, causing my naked nipples to stand erect before Asher's admiring gaze.

He closed the distance between us once more, crashing his lips over mine once again and this time, I kissed him back, giving back as much as he was giving me.

I felt a warmth wash over me as his hands moved over my waist, I thought he was going to stop there, but his hands reached over my butt and in one swift movement, he lifted me off the ground and I wrapped my legs around him, to keep from falling.

The kiss got intense as he moved me to the bed and dropped me, earning another gasp from me as we stared into our eyes, each impatient to quench the desire we felt.

His wolf flashed and he leaned into me, kissing my neck and collar bones, licking, and sucking till my toes curled and my back arched, hoping to get even more of his sweet torturing pleasures.

"Hmm." I cried out as two of his fingers went into my core, adding to the aching desire I was feeling.

His lips found mine, silencing my moans as he added a second finger.

It wasn't long before I felt his thick cock pumping over my cunt. I held my breath, preparing myself for what was about to happen.

He pumped himself faster, rubbing against my clit till my fingers buried themselves into his hair. He stopped for a minute and grinned before I felt him push inside of me. Hard.

"Ah-Asher." I cried out, grabbing his shoulders as hard as I could, hoping to get a break as the pain of my hymen breaking tore through me but Asher didn't wait.

He began to move mercilessly within me, stretching and opening me further.

At first, all I felt was pain. My eyes closed as tears slipped from the corners, but the more thrusts he gave, the sweeter it became, and I found myself moaning to the rhythm of his penetration.

Asher raised my right leg, pushing himself even deeper, while I struggled through the pain and sweetness which continued interchanging till, he let out a groan. He slowed down his movements and pinned me down with his strong arms as I felt his warm juice spurt inside of me.

We remained like this until he became limp, and I knew he was done.

A small shy smile crept unto my face and with a racing heart, I raised my fingers and began to trace along the skin on his back but almost as soon as my fingers brushed his back, he turned to glare at me with eyes that burned like lava.

"What are you doing?" He growled and I froze, not knowing how I was even supposed to react.

Confusion settled into my head, and I blinked hard, trying to understand what just happened even if nothing came to me.

"I- I wanted-" The words died down from my throat as he briskly got off me and that same unsettling shade of blue from earlier returned to his eyes.

Panic flooded my insides and despite the pain I still felt between my legs, I tried to sit up and hold his hand, but he brushed me off, so hard, I almost landed off the bed.

"What?" He hissed and I thought I was having a nightmare.

My heart started shaking and my vision no longer stood clear as I struggled to balance myself.

"Asher, is everything okay?" I stuttered. "Why are you acting like this?" The first tear dropped, and I quickly wiped it off with the back of my hand, as I tried once again to reach him.

"Scarlett... Scarlett..." He muttered, running his fingers through his hair before those unsettling eyes met mine again.

One would think the confusion on my face would make him snap out of whatever had gotten into him but he smiled, a cold wicked grin that sent chills down my back.

"You have always been a good choice you know... but now the acting is over. You are already mine and there is nothing you can do about it. It's too late to cry now, dear Scarlett."

I unconsciously clutched the bedsheet around me, cocking my head to the side as I tried to get a hold of myself. Asher...

No. This was a joke.

"Very funny Asher." I breathed, hoping he could stop this immediately now that I found him out, but his cold grin only deepened.

"You think this is a joke?" he asked, and my heart dropped to my legs. "Well, let me break it down to you..."

He got off the bed and moved to the drawer. He pulled a file and threw it against my chest with a force that couldn't have been a joke. The aura that even moved around him, brought a cold that made it hard for me to breathe.

It was almost as if I was seeing an entirely different man. Yet, it was the same man, I had married. The same one, I had given myself to...

"Your grandfather took everything from my family. He turned us into paupers, stealing everything to his side of the realm... the fame, the power only belonged to the Talon Black but... that ended the moment you agreed to be mine, Scarlett."

"What are you saying?" I whispered in a broken voice as everything he said still didn't make any sense.

"Remember my vows to you, Scarlett... Everything I say now, was said in it, but you didn't listen."

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